charlotte bentPaint a PictureYou Paint a Picture. A picture of what you think I want, or who you think I am.Jul 29, 2016Jul 29, 2016
charlotte bentHis Game of Chess.You are so absorbed in something that has no meaning,Jul 1, 2016Jul 1, 2016
charlotte bentYou WinYou treat me like a stranger, someone you never had in your bed,Jul 1, 2016Jul 1, 2016
charlotte bent8 years laterI remember the first time I saw you, I remember the way you smiled in my direction, I can taste you on me still, I still feel your…Jun 7, 2016Jun 7, 2016
charlotte bentIn a MomentMy feet are cemented into the soft empty ground. I cant move. All I want to do is move. But I cant. I simply cannot pick up my feet.May 18, 2016May 18, 2016